The Good Old Times of Queen Bess

Front Cover
Partridge & Oakey, 1851 - Great Britain - 215 pages

From inside the book

Other editions - View all

Common terms and phrases

Popular passages

Page 178 - To come forth, like the Spring-time, fresh and green, And sweet as Flora. Take no care For jewels for your gown, or hair: Fear not; the leaves will strew Gems in abundance upon you: Besides, the childhood of the day has kept, Against you come, some orient...
Page 58 - MY loving people, we have been persuaded by some that are careful of our safety, to take heed how we commit ourselves to armed multitudes, for fear of treachery. But I assure you, I do not desire to live to distrust my faithful and loving people. Let tyrants fear. I have always so behaved myself that, under God, I have placed my chiefest strength and safeguard in the loyal hearts and goodwill of my subjects...
Page 62 - For swift to east and swift to west the ghastly warflame spread, High on St. Michael's Mount it shone: it shone on Beachy Head. Far on the deep the Spaniard saw, along each southern shire , Cape beyond cape, in endless range, those twinkling points of fire.
Page 63 - Rushed down each roaring street; And broader still became the blaze, And louder still the din, As fast from every village round The horse came spurring in: And eastward straight from wild Blackheath The warlike errand went, And roused in many an ancient hall The gallant squires of Kent.
Page 63 - Hampstead's swarthy moor they started for the north ; And on, and on, without a pause, untired they bounded still; All night from tower to tower they sprang; they sprang from hill to hill...
Page 179 - Come, let us go, while we are in our prime, And take the harmless folly of the time.
Page 60 - It was about the lovely close of a warm summer day, There came a gallant merchant-ship full sail to Plymouth Bay; Her crew hath seen Castile's black fleet, beyond Aurigny's isle,(') At earliest twilight, on the waves lie heaving many a mile. At sunrise she escaped their van, by God's especial grace; And the tall Pinta, till the noon, had held her close in chase.
Page 63 - Peak unfurled the flag o'er Darwin's rocky dales, Till like volcanoes flared to heaven the stormy hills of Wales. Till twelve fair counties saw the blaze on Malvern's lonely height, Till streamed in crimson on the wind the Wrekin's crest of light...
Page 179 - There's not a budding boy or girl this day But is got up, and gone to bring in May. A deal of youth, ere this, is come Back, and with white-thorn laden home.
Page 178 - Above an hour since, yet you not drest, Nay ! not so much as out of bed ; When all the birds have...

Bibliographic information